Yo Bailo

Everyone's a pitiful star
Flickering and drifting away
Knowing they'll burn out
But wanting someone to notice them

A single rose in my chest
Turns red in the shadowy night
Searching with a cold, wet tongue
A heart accustomed to lonely hits

I know I’m not the lead
Dancing in the spotlight
I understand myself

The love you made me aware of
Grows without you
Before it blooms a sad flower
I want to close my little eyes
When lit by the bonfire floating in the dark
Jo-bailo Jo-bailo
Still, the night is gentle
Because it pretends not to see

The silver hairpin
You left behind
Is it a substitute for the blade
That pierces my heart?

With a half-broken pen
I tried to change the story a bit
But it turned into a twisted comedy

When I learn the vastness of the sky
What do people measure it with?
When I try to express this feeling
What words should I use?

I can’t quite picture
Myself next to you
To avoid getting lost
What I tangled was not my fingers, but my anxiety

The love you made me aware of
Grows without you
Before it blooms a sad flower
I want to close my little eyes
When lit by the bonfire floating in the dark
Jo-bailo Jo-bailo
Still, the night is gentle
Because it pretends not to see.